I met Fridrik “Kjaval” on Laugavegur early in Spring 2015, I was seriously on the run assisting a fashion photographer but I could not resist and gave him a few minutes just to let him know how lovely his beard was. My initial thoughts were that he was homeless and because he had a mumbled speech I thought perhaps he drank a little to sooth his weary bone. NO, absolutely NOT Fridrik has never had a drink in his life. He told me that he used to love orange pop and that pop burned his teeth to the nubs. He rents a small meager room in a large house in the east side of town center. Fridrik may live like a penniless man but he has assets to great value but refuses to sell. Investors trying to buy hound him but his answer will always be NO!